Yesterday, as I was dealing with monthly woman things, I yelled "I'M TIRED OF BEING A WOMAN!"

I guess the powers that be believed me, because this morning, I woke up, and I was a man! I feel kindof gross now, but at least no period.

I smell funny, and I have hair in odd places. My first pee of the day was a bit of an adventure. I should have tried the litterbox before I tried the toilet. It's bigger.So far, I like it OK. Someone had graciously provided me with men's clothing that fits. Buttons the wrong way, but it fits. I like my shoes, too, but those freaky socks were too much like stockings for me. I opted out of socks.I accidentally opted out of shaving, too. I just completely forgot that pointy hairs grow from my face. It's kinda cool, actually. The pointy hairs are like a weapon. (Too bad their only target thus far has been me...)

It's taking me forever to type this, because my hands are now HUGE. Got big hands, the muffin man...The hardest thing to deal with, as I go throughout my morning, is the annoying sexual desire I feel. It's a constant buzzing in my ear, telling me to look for wedding rings on anyone who passes by. That's weird, too. See, as a heterosexual woman, I like men. But now that my body is a man, it likes women. So I have these hormones that are telling me to just put it in anything with a hole. My mind is telling me that that is disgusting, but my body is ... well, it's gross.